The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1887-05-14

procession Of the twelfth, and he says
chat you promised so so to Ballinalee
and watch the procession-that means
70 see him as he marches"
{ "He said that, did he?" she said
slowly, and looking her lover firmly in
The eyes.
ss."Well, Ned, viii! you trust me, aud
will you be angry if I ask you not to
want to know anything about that pro-
misc Of mine until after the twelfth? /
am tr.i- to you, Ned love only you,
and l. Shall ALWAYS love only yon.
! The young man could not resist such
an admission so unusual for Kitty to
make-and he pressed her hand to his
Lips as lie said he would trust her.
Kitty Molahan had all aunt living in
Ballinalee, and with her she meant to
spend the twelfth.
What for?" asked her father; sure
it's only a couple Of weeks since you
were there before. What's taking you
there again so soon?''
whist! father, you forget. Didn't
l. promise James Aulrennen I'd go
there TO watch him in the procession?"
''Thrue for you--you did, and now
mind, like sinsible girrel, what I'm
sayin' to you. Mulrennen is a fine young
mali, though he is an Orangeman for
the present; for he tould me only last
week that he'd strong inclinations to
become Catholic, and in that case,
Kitty, it would be the wish of me heart
that t----''
ooh, yes, father, understand, inter
rupted Kitty in order to prevent the
completion of the obnoxious sentence.
But the old man was in ga1rulous
llumor, and no interruption could stop
him. ~
You see, Kitty" he resumed, Mil
rennen will come in for five hundred
pounds fortune in year Or SO, and
sure that's not to be sneezed at. Brady,
that to be sure I'd like we'll enough for
you, if Mulrennen wasn't in the way,
won't have only a joint interest in the
little farm of his father"
eyes, TO be sure" said Kitty, de-
murely. 'sBut, father you won't forget
what you promised me last week when
you were speaking of Mr. Mulrennen?"
y The old man asked with evident url-
willingness:
s:What was that?''
"Ifhe shows that he doesn't love me
If he should do something that would
prove TO you that he didn't love me,
you won't ask me to marry him?'
''No, me girleen, I'll not"
Kitty went to her tsunt's in Ballina-
lee, astonishing the good old soul by ap-
pearing in a dress Of green, with adorn-
ments Of green ribbons, and carrying
q handkerchief full Of sl1amrocks. Even
her hair Was tied in front with green
ribbon, and she purposely kept the hood
of her cloak pushed back on her head SO
as to fully reveal the national color.
Old Mrs. Mollahan, the sister of the
father of Kitty, was not little fright
ened when her niece announced her
intention Of going out to view the pro-
cpssion in her green dress, for often
party feeling rose SO high that a sight
alone of the green was enough to rouse
the bearers Of the orange color to
bloodslled. But the willful girl showed
how she could conceal her dress with
her cloak, and her aunt was forced to
be satisfied.
Gu came the procession, bearing King
Williams picture. and every man
adorned with All orange lily, and march
ing to the strains which they considered
sacre to the cause. Their own kind
lined the streets. and neamed upon
them with smiles aud waves Of hands or
handkerchiets. 60
Suddenly there darted in front of one
of the rows slender. graceful girl, her
form and head entirely covered by g
gray cloak, and carrying little bundle.
With dexterous movement the cloak
was on her arm, and she, clothed in the
obnoxious green, was directly before
handsome flushed Mulrennen, and Of
ferlng him her now united handkerchief
of shan1rocks. She was so lovely with
her bright. smiling, blushing face, and
her abundant, curling hair, that not
one had the heart to touch her, even
had not surprise for the moment para
lyzed them; but he before whom she
stood. feeling that every eye was upon
him, and remembering how he had been
tainted that very morning with insln-
cerity in the Orange cause. owing to his
visits to old Mollaban, he, in that one
mad moment, during which he burned
to let his companions know his fealty,
raised his gun and fred. 1t took effect
ID her breast and she fell at his feet.
Poor little Kitty Mollahan! She lived
long enough to be brought home; to
tell her father she meant to test Mulren- |
mems affection by doing what she did
in the presence of his bigoted COM
panions, feeling sure that at such a
time he would refuse the shamrock,
and thatshe could then claim from her |